Daqin: Dragon Ancestor Asked Me to Be a Chess Player and Play the World

The national player of the chess family looked at the chessboard, and when he saw that Xiang Zhuang had pierced Fan Kuai's body with a sword, he laughed sarcastically: "You are really crazy, Fan Kuai is going to be killed by Xiang Zhuang, you actually I still think that Fan Kuai will win, this is really-"

"what!?"

The words of the national chess player have not been finished. Suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, his throat seemed to be pinched, and he suddenly let out an extremely shocked and unbelievable exclamation.

He widened his eyes sharply, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

The whole person was stunned.

"This...how is this possible!?"

The national chess player shouted loudly.

Han Xu, on the other hand, showed a smile: "In this kind of battle that has no difference in cultivation, combat experience is not important, it is important not to die, despise the enemy, but also cherish life... If you don't lose, who loses?"

I saw it on the chessboard.

Just when the national chess player laughed smugly.

Fan Kuai was pierced by Xiang Zhuang's sword.

His pupils shrank slightly, then he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Xiang Zhuang looked at the frightened butcher Fan Kuai with an indifferent expression and no surprises, and said, "It really was a battle without any surprises, it was boring."

"So, let's end this boring battle as soon as possible, you die."

He said indifferently, just about to start.

But suddenly, his hand was covered by a big hand.

This big hand is full of calluses left by labor, and at the same time, it is also full of terrifying strength.

Xiang Zhuang froze for a moment, then raised his head subconsciously.

At this moment, he realized that the butcher who had been shocked just now showed a cruel laugh at this moment.

"Finish?"

"It's about to end, but... I won!"

I saw the butcher roar, and he rushed forward.

The hilt of the sword directly hit his wound.

Fan Kuai took a deep breath because of the pain.

But he laughed again.

"I know that my combat experience is not as good as yours, so I deliberately gave you a chance, and I came to gamble with you!"

"If you can kill me with one sword, then I'm really dead!"

"But your sword didn't let me die, it's you who died!"

At this moment, Fan Kuai, like a desperate demon god, raised the boning knife in his hand and waved it directly towards Xiang Zhuang's throat!

Xiang Zhuang's pupils shrank violently.

His face changed instantly.

At this moment, he can no longer maintain his calmness, and can no longer maintain that indifference and aloofness.

He never thought that the butcher in front of him would be so desperate.

Xiang Zhuang subconsciously abandoned his sword and fled.

He felt the great danger, and only by abandoning the sword could he avoid this fatal blow.

But when he was about to release the hilt of the sword and run back, his expression changed instantly.

Because... Fan Kuai's huge palm actually held his hand tightly, making him unable to evacuate for a while.

At this moment, Xiang Zhuang was completely panicked.

If his cultivation is not suppressed, he can easily solve the current predicament.

But now, he and Fan Kuai have the same cultivation level, and because Fan Kuai has worked all the year round, he is extremely powerful, so... he has no power to fight back against Fan Kuai.

Fan Kuai looked at Xiang Zhuang with a sneer, and said with a big laugh: "The national teacher chose to believe me. This is the first time I have been trusted so much, so how can I disappoint the national teacher!"

"I just told the national teacher that I am willing to work hard!"

"Then I will really work hard!"

"You just laughed at me like that, saying that I was in danger and knelt faster than anyone else. Now... you stare at your dog's eyes and see, did I kneel!?"

Xiang Zhuang looked at Fan Kuai who seemed to be mad in front of him, completely panicked.

He hurriedly said, "Let go of me, quick, let me go!"

But Fan Kuai was unmoved at all.

Seeing the boning knife rushing towards him, Xiang Zhuang collapsed completely, and he shouted: "I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

puff!

But what greeted him was the boning knife that swept straight in, instantly severing his throat.